We have this wall with clocks on it at work, displaying the different times in the locations in the world we've shot/are going to shoot. LA time is on the top clock, of course.

I like thinking about the towns from here to Bangkok, in the dark when I'm awake, babies in their cribs, streets quiet. Or the places that are enjoying a sunset, while the same sun is hanging overhead for me. I look at people in photographs from far away places, indigenous people that live in the same mountains their ancestors did thousands of years ago, and wonder what they're doing when I'm asleep.

According to the U.S. Bureau of the Census, the total population of the World, projected to 03/04/05 at 00:09 GMT is 6,422,223,874. When I realize that all these billions of people are living here, and at the same time it's day and night, flood and drought, winter and summer, it just blows my mind. The desert is dry and the forest is green, and the animals are sleeping and breathing and eating. I'm in the chair at my desk in Burbank, and somewhere there is someone getting drunk. Probably not far from here, either.

Of all the things I could be, all the places I could be, and all the things I could be doing, I'm here right now. I'm not saying I'm disappointed. Just curious. What else could I have been?